The Way You Make Me Feel

If I tried to write

everything you do

that makes me smile,

the words would never stop flowing from my hands.

I could write novels

about all the different ways

you give me butterflies in my stomach.

When I see you,

enough words flow through my mind

to fill a thousand sonnets,

but when I try to speak,

I feel too shy to tell you them.

Though I'm sure I could write endless poems

I hope this one can be enough to say:

that you give the best hugs in the world;

and that my entire day becomes so much better

when I get to see you;

and that I want to learn a new language,

because I can't seem to find the words to explain

the way you make me feel.